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It's that time.Time for CHEER.Time for Eggnog.Time for Snowflakes and tacky Sweaters.

...and time for LISTS.

Huh? Lists?

Yup. The sit down make a list of all the people you need to send Christmas cards to.Let's see...

Oh crap. First realize you have lost EVERY SINGLE ADDRESS you had been keeping on outlook that recently blewup. All the relatives. All the friends from New York, New Jersey and Utah. Oh bother!!

Start a New Address List:

All the aunts and uncles. (Can't forget them.) All your siblings. (Should I send cards to ex-siblings-in-law?) Cross off the ones who aren't around this year. (I miss my grandma.) Count up all your cousins and realize how few you actually can locate addresses for.. cross them off too. Friends from New York? New Jersey? Utah? And finally Oregon... whew! That's a lot?? Do You need to send a card to your immediate neighbors... I mean won't a plate of cookies do? Then there are all the teachers.... school teachers, piano teachers, dance teachers, band teachers oh my and coaches too? Wow..

How did the list get to be 250 people?

START OVER:

Mom/DadSiblingsAunts/UnclesFriends from NY/NJ/Utah that I have at least friended on Facebook and can at least message for a dang address.

Ahhh much better.

Oh no... realize there are A LOT of amazing fun/pretty/funky/elegant cards to chose from over at Paperspring.com!

HELP!! Which would you chose??

Lady in RedFancy and Elegant?

Funky Green

Brown hits the snowflake spot

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Disclaimer: No snowflakes were harmed in the making of these holiday cards.However paperspring did spring for a complementary order for the Rogers' family.

...And I'm not the only one. There are all these other zombie mommies walking around PathMark with a toddler in tow and no groceries in the cart, talking or attempting to talk on their cell phones. We keep looking at each other with these questioning stares, wondering...